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Dec 2012
Goldfish in the bowl next to me,
I feel your pain too.
We are constantly oppressed
limited and watched.
We eat only what the beings above us allow us to be exposed to.
It's time to break free.
Sadly if you broke free Mr. Goldfish,
unlike me,
you would fall onto a carpet and die.
M'thew
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